Monday, May 18, 2009

On Existentialism...

... which has become one of the main philosophical ideas since the 19th century, and it’s actually scary how seriously existentialist writers get taken. If I came across some guy rambling on about how useless he was, and how he just didn’t know the meaning of life, I’d advise him to get on with it and be useless somewhere else.

The truth is that if a human can be useless, then how on earth do tortoises get along? And when last did you read an existentialist text written by a tortoise. To the best of my knowledge, there are none, and tortoises achieve pretty much nothing in life. What are they supposed to do, apart from deep philosophical thinking? And they don’t even bother writing any philosophical essays. I think this gets across the point that writing deep philosophical works is really pointless.

And what does that mean about me? I don’t even think that deeply. Does that make me even more useless than a tortoise? What’s the point in these rhetorical questions? I’m really grateful that I’m so awesome, otherwise I’d have some serious doubts about myself.

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